Long ago, way before I even met my man, Gary, I was only just developing into the open-minded, free-spirited woman I am today. Back then, at the tender age of eighteen, I had saved my body for the right guy. I didn't want a boy, like those in my class, I craved the attention of a real man. The only hitch was my friend Mary had also kept herself pure, for the same guy.
Genre: FICTION / Erotica / GeneralThis is a story from a long time ago, from a time when I was just starting to discover my sexuality. At eighteen years old, I was a little late to the party compared to others I hung out with. Of course you’d never know it if you looked at me, no, I developed quite early on and the boys had certainly noticed. But I’d never gotten close to any of them.
You see, I had specific ideas of who I wanted to give my virginity to. He should be handsome, sexy - all those are a given. But I had set my sights on a mature partner, one who would be experienced enough not to fumble in the dark and give me the pleasure I’d craved.
I’d set my sights on a man, rather than a boy.
His name was Mr. Blakely- we affectionately called him Blake.
Blake was a substitute teacher at my school. Although I’d only been in his class a couple of times when our English teacher, Mr. Argyle was off sick, I knew he was the one from the moment I laid eyes on him.
I wasn’t after romance, not at all, just an experience. A one time, very special experience that I would remember forever.
It all began at the graduation dance…
My friends and I of course had been drinking beforehand. After all, you don’t graduate every day, so the occasion was worthy of a grand celebration! None of them were virgins, except Mary, whose catholic upbringing had held her back so far.
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Translated by Stefano Vazzola
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Translated by Claudio Valerio Gaetani
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